This is a song about "Left"

That was good shit, is there any left

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Take the exit, the nearest left

Your new man got my respect

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Promises that had us left assured

From hollywood to the hood

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

And i'm left for the corrections,

I was playing with guns

Said i'm just tryna do this quick like make haste

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced